Friends in Shoe Places

So I've decided I need to either make friends with a super shoe designer or become incredibly famous somehow and create my own line of shoes...

I was watching a very newsworthy current program on TV called the {ahem} Rachel Zoe Project, which is about a celebrity stylist by the name of, you guessed it, Rachel Zoe. When they are not trying to solve world peace and put an end to world hunger, this reality show follows Rachel Zoe as she works her skinny tail off styling the fab celebs of hollywood and beyond for very important events such as the Oscars, Emmys etc...Ok so its not the most riveting, intelligent TV show out there, however, my guilty pleasure with Rachel Zoe is all about the shoes! Rachel Zoe not only wears fabulous shoes she has an amazing selection of fashion forward, iconic, designer shoes she uses to style her fab celebs in as well!

So this last weeks episode was about all the usual styling dilemas etc...but there was also a segment where Brian Atwood, shoe designer extraordinaire, visits Rachel with a "Rachel Inspired" boot...If the term green with envy was a reality then my hair would have been the brightest green this earth has to offer...Never have I been more jealous or envious of another human being in my life. Rachel Zoe gets her very own "design inspired" boot??? Immediately my brain starts racing...#1 How do I become a super star celebrity fashion stylist/icon #2 How do I meet a famous shoe designer #3 How do I get to there from right here on my couch in Richmond, VA...not quite the fashion Mecca of the world...hmmm....#4 How can I get these crazy thoughts out of my head! Ugh...my reality seemed so boring at that moment and it made me sad that I was so jealous of someone I've never even met.

So dear readers my choices are as follows:
-I plea to the networks that they should do a reality TV series on my life as a web marketing guru/shoe lover
-I go off to hollywood or NY, wait tables and audition for every possible role that might make me a celebrity
-I join an existing reality show like the Celebrity Apprentice, Big Brother, the one where they all try to survive on an Island, oh yeah, Survivor, or the Bachelor (which would make my family oh so proud)
-I become my own shoe designer and design custom shoes for myself. Which means I'd have to go back to school, do some kind of apprenticeship? or internship or whatever, find a manufacturer, factory, supplies...etc...then I realized Wow thats a LOT of work...

OR

I'll just stick to my original plan to become rich and famous doing the stuff I already know how to do so I have the money to buy whatever shoe my heart desires....

and if that plan fails, there's always the old 'marry a rich husband' tactic which has obviously worked for so many other young females...Ha!

If there are any famous shoe designers looking to befriend a die hard shoe lover, I'm so your next BFF! Plus I'd be a great shoe model...I'm just saying.....uh.......Call me!!!!!!

Creative Shopping

So as a 5'3" gal I may not be super model status in height but I do have an advantage when it comes to shoe size! A few weeks ago before taking my annual summer vacation, I noticed my niece wearing a pair of adorable flip flops...Being in need of white nice looking summer sandals I thought those would be perfect for me! I asked my neice if I could try on her shoes and her response was..."No way Alyah, you'll stretch them! Your feet are so big! They're grow-up feet!" Grow-up feet??? Normally I would be offended at an insult to my feet however, coming out of my niece's mouth, it was adorable...Plus I too would hate it if someone, who had larger feet than I, tried on a pair of one of my favorite shoes...So I decided to venture to the kiddie department of Nordstrom and see if I could find a large kiddie size that would fit me and my >ahem< smaller "grow-up" feet...

I went shopping with my sister and since she has 2 kids she's always looking in the kiddie department. I pretended to be helping her find stuff but in reality I was trying to work up the nerve to ask to try on my niece's shoes in my size. Did you know that Kiddie Departments carry designer shoes???? I felt like I found a long lost treasure! Not only do they carry designer shoes but there are some kids with some pretty large ass feet (Thank God) b/c I found out that my size is not the largest kiddie size they have! In fact I'm about 2 sizes smaller than their largest shoe size! Whew!

Anyway, I was casually browsing the shoes of the kiddie department and a sales lady asked me if I needed help...I didn't want to look like a creepy lady browsing the kiddie department with no purpose and I quickly went through a number of reasons in my head to ask for a certain shoe size:
"My baby cousin is about my shoes size, and I need to get her a gift, can I try these on?"
"My neice loves these shoes and I wanna surprise her with them, do you have them in my size - ummmmm we uh, wear the same size"
"Can I see these in your largest size? They're a gift for someone" UGH!

What actually came out of my mouth was. "Ummmmm I feel a little silly, but do you have these in my size, I think they're adorable." And instead of a response of disgust from the sales lady, I was happy to hear her say. "They are really cute, I think we do...I'll be right back."

Immediately I felt overwhelming relief and I sat down with a huge grin and unbelievable satisfaction that it is in fact perfectly normal to try on kiddie shoes! With my new found confidence in the kiddie shoe department, I felt a sense of ownership and my shopping instincts turned on...I scanned the shoes and immediately noticed a glittery pair of Converse sneakers. Ever since Pink's grammy performance, I've been all about the shimmery glittery be dazzled look. So when the sales lady came back with my white sandals (which are super comfy and super adorable and totally matchy matchy with my 6 year old neice's - We are soooo cool!) I decided to ask her to bring out a couple more shoes for me to try on. Which according to her, was perfectly normal and she too would try them on if they came in her size and I wasn't the only "grow-up" who shopped the kiddie department...More reassurance never hurt anyone :)

I put on the glittery converse sneakers and I knew they had to be mine. I felt like a little kid - shocking I know! And I felt super cute and like one of the "cool kids"! I couldn't wait to wear them out and show them off...Plus I felt like I discovered a gold mine - kiddie shoes are waaaayyyy cheaper than "grow-up" shoes!

It's amazing how a pair of shoes can transform my spirits...Who knew little rubber and leather had so much power over making me feel like a superstar!

Looking for Inspiration...

It's been a while since I've crushed on a shoe. I've noticed some pretty neat trends with the platforms and the thicker straps but I haven't seen anything in a store that's been "stalker-worthy".

So the other day I went to buy my nightly moisturizer from Kiehls at Saks and I casually glanced over in the shoe department only to notice that they had their summer sales racks up!!!! After buying my beautiful Italian designer shoes I have been holding back the temptation to do any shoe shopping but I was like "what the hell! I'm here I might as well take a little peak."

Believe it or not - I hardly thought it was possible myself - but I was quite dissapointed with not only the sale rack but the entire collection...Whats up with your buyers Saks??? Are you all down in the dumps b/c of the economy??? Has that affected your eye for picking out stellar shoes??? I was expecting to see some of the newer hotter styles I've been seeing on some of my favorite reality stars but instead of falling inlove with a new pair I left with no crush or love interest whatsoever...There is a certain rush of excitement when I see a fabulous pair of designer shoes...There wasn't even 1 pair I felt the desire to try on!

Saddened by the Saks experience I decided I needed a new shoe stalking venue (aside from my online stalking). I learned of a little boutique that sells designer shoes here in the Richmond area and I'm very eager to explore their collection.

But a friendly message to Saks - Your shoe collection sucks - its depressing and I'm sadly dissappointed... You made my Nike flip flops I had on more appealing than the collection of Manolos you had on display - that NEVER happens! Your job is to make me want to throw my flip flops off my feet and dive into a pair of glorious to die for heels and make it my mission for the next few months to own them...and for that, you failed...I left happily with my Nike flip flops, my Kiehls lotion in tow and a happy bank account but no new love interest...

Ciao Bella - Italian Shoes in Italy

Well folks its been a while I know and I'm terribly sorry to have left you hanging in anticipation of my latest shoe entry but I've unfortunately been ill for a few months and am just now on a course of treatment that's getting me good as new :) No worries, nothing serious, just a pain in the rear dealing with it but all is good and I'm on the mend...That said I have wonderful news to share with you all...No I still have not gotten my Louboutins and I'm still on the prowl. My Louboutin fund is growing slowly but surely; you'll never find them on sale and you need a good $600-$700 to buy one of those beauties...But what I have to share is just as great if not better!

My wonderful family treated me to a trip to Rome for my upcoming birthday. April 16th dear readers if you must know the exact date (Side note: I'm a size 6.5/7 just in case you were wondering)...Anyway, Rome???!!!! What in the world would a gal like me be fantasizing about as soon as she heard the news? People were saying:

Oh you're so lucky the food is amazing - Whatever

Oh you're so lucky the men are gorgeous - Who cares

Oh you're so lucky the art is magnificent - Big deal

NO people!!! I'm so lucky b/c NO ONE makes shoes like the Italians...It's no accident that the darn country is shaped like a freaking SHOE!!!!! All I could think about for weeks when I was laying in bed with a Thyroid the size of a football and unable to swallow was that in a few weeks I would be putting my feet into REAL ITALIAN LEATHER SHOES!!!!!!! But my concern was how am I going to go to Rome when I have zero energy, a massively ill Thyroid, and unbelievable fatigue and lethargy....I was being tested for all sorts of auto-immune diseases that affect the Thyroid and luckily everything was coming back negative....I learned that I have a virus that really can't be treated and needs to take its course - a minimum duration of 3 months!!! AAAAAAArrrrrrrrgggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! So, when my Thyroid swelled to the point where it began obstructing essentials like eating and breathing, my doctor put me on a course of steroids...

So thank God for modern medicine...3 weeks of Steroids, still going strong, Thyroid is no longer making me look like the elephant woman, I have a little more energy, and I was cleared for travel...Italian shoes here I come!

The trip to Italy was long! I'm not talking about like the normal 9 - 10 hours of flying time I'm talking about the slight 6 hour delay we had as we were about to fly across the Atlantic Ocean and our pilot realized we were having "technical difficulties". Yeah, totally freaky and it could not be resolved in the air...So just as I'm getting closer to the land of beautifully hand crafted leather, our plane does a 180 and we land back in Philly....Of course I'd rather a 6 hour delay to my shoe shopping spree than end up in the middle of the Ocean so I was still happy and optimistic about my future addition to my shoe collection...

This is a blog about shoes so I will not tell you how gorgeous Italy really is...I will not tell you how the food really is amazing, that not only the men are beautiful but the people of Rome are super friendly and welcoming. I won't tell you how I was amazed every day at the beauty all around us in the fountains, the art work, the architecture, etc....but I will tell you how AMAZING the shopping was!!!!

Of course everything was super expensive but b/c of my Lebanese heritage its in my blood to barter and "when in Rome"....that's what you're supposed to do :)

One day we're walking down one of the picturesque cobble stoned streets on our way to what is the Rodeo Drive of Rome down Via Veneta approaching the Spanish Steps that would take us to Designer heaven...on the way my shoe radar went berserk and I made my sisters and mom take a slight detour into a little store by the name of Moonlight on one of our newly learned shortcuts.

Immediately I saw what I had been dreaming about lying sick in bed for weeks...Silver ruffles, the perfect heel, feminine to a tee, dainty, satiny, and all around lovely Gianni Marra shoes! The Gods were on my side b/c these super pricey beauties were on sale!!!! We were destined to be together b/c they were the last ones in stock in my size, they were in my budget, and I'd been looking for a ruffled shoe and a platform shoe and these were BOTH in ONE!!!! AAAAAhhhhhhhh so excited....but then I was like hmmm I'm in Italy maybe I can barter them down a bit on the price. People believe it or not they ended up giving me another 20% off b/c I found a teeny tiny naked to the normal-non-anal-shoe-lover-eye defaux...AND it gets better...in Italy shopping is tax free for foreigners so I got another 12% knocked off b/c of taxes! So not only did I get a unique authentic ITALIAN designer shoe that I absolutely adore, I got them at a bargain!!!! This was like day 2 of our week long trip so I was elated for the rest of the trip....Thyroid what? Well that and spending time with my wonderful family of course :) Ah Italia, Bellisima!

Aching for Warm Shoe Friendly Weather

I've been getting many emails about why I haven't posted an entry in a while...and quite honestly dear readers its b/c I'm bitter about the crappy weather we've been having here on the East Coast! I'm sick of the snow, I'm sick of the cold and I'm sick of wearing my UGGS everyday to stay warm!

I want to wear my brand new Stuart Weitzmans and every time I hear the stupid forecast, I look down at my new shoes, tucked away neatly in their new box waiting for me to take them out on their first adventure...and I have to keep them in there as sad as it is to protect their untainted soles from the nasty, muddy, icy ground...

To make matters worse I'm actually having nightmares about not being able to wear my favorite shoes...Seriously! The other day I was watching "Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs" with my niece and nephew and the main character is an inventor and he invents this crazy spray-on shoe that stays on his feet permanently his entire life...they are really ugly and rectangular and like a dingy dark grey/blackish color...So my nightmare is that I have these permanent spray-on shoes and I can't get them off....I wake up in the middle of the night in cold sweats throwing the covers off terrified that this horrible thing has actually happened to me!!!! And when I look down I see my feet, wiggle my toes and am relieved that it was only a dream...But I'm telling you, that's how anxious and upset I've been about this horrible weather...I'm actually in beautiful shoe withdrawal! I'm even starting to feel like a loser prancing around the house in my shoes pretending like I'm going to really be able to wear them out...So while that used to make me happy its only making me feel worse...

The only solace I have is my brand new pedicure....Oh sunshine and warm weather - how I'm missing you...

Show/Shoe Stopper!

I'm in love. I have just discovered a new shoe designer and I must get my feet into one of his creations...

I was watching the Grammys last night and was blown away by Pink's performance...she looked absolutely lovely. She walks on stage singing her ditty "Glitter in the Air" in this hooded frock. She walks out slowly singing this sweet ballad then stops in the center aisle and slips her silky dress off to reveal a see-through gem studded unitard that leaves little to the imagination- but that's not what really impressed me...as I looked down the outfit I saw these stunning sparkly open toed stilettos that have the most perfectly shaped heal, a sleek strap around the ankle, with jewels that took my breath away! While I was genuinely impressed by her acrobatics and ability to sing while she performed a lovely Cirque du Soleil-esq performance, what I couldn't take my eyes off were her gorgeous shoes! I kept thinking, who designed them, where can I get them....I MUST have them!!!!!

So during my lunch break today I was scouring the Internet reading all kinds of forums and blogs and posts and Twitters and what have yous just to figure out the mystery of her shoe designer! I found millions of posts of "fashion police" types critiquing the clothing of this star and that star but NO ONE was talking about Pink's shoes! I got so desperate I became a Twitter follower of Guiliana Rancic who is an E correspondent and is going to be on the E-Fashion Police with Joan Rivers, and others to dissect the fashion of the stars of the red carpet last night at the Grammys...I begged/tweeted her to please let me know who designed Pink's shoes during her high flying, wet soaking, singing extraordinaire performance!

But I'm super impatient and decided I couldn't wait to find out...I was determined to unravel this mystery that had consumed my thoughts! So I went back to the millions of blogs I checked this morning to see if there were any new posts and there it was...Some wonderful person had discovered a site that actually mentioned the shoes in Pink's act! So dear readers I will share with you that she was wearing Rene' Caovilla....an Italian shoe designer who's shoes can be found at Saks, Neiman Marcus and other such places in the US.

http://www.renecaovilla.com/
http://edition.cnn.com/2010/SHOWBIZ/02/01/in.style.grammys.best.dressed/

If this crazy snow ever stops, I'm planning a shoe hunting day at some boutiques here in Richmond that may carry this talented designers art work...My feet are looking for someone new to stalk...

Bad Day Turns Good...

I was having a horrible day at work...Many of us have had bad days but this one was exceptionally bad. I was running from meeting to meeting. The weather was nasty. It was cold and dreary and I had a million things to take care of at the office. I'm in a service business where I have to live by the ever so popular phrase "The customer is always right". The problem is that in my industry that is not always the case. Sometimes my clients have bad days too...and taking that frustration out on me is NOT what I would classify as "ok" or "acceptable behavior".

It was a terrible day...did I mention that? I just wanted to tell everyone to "@#$% off" and leave me alone. I wanted to pack up for the day, go home, sit in a very hot bath with lots of soapy bubbles, grab a bottle of red wine and box of chocolates and find the stupidest, most mindless, dumb reality show on TV and forget my own reality. But (don't worry mom) that isn't what I actually did...I ended up taking a longer lunch and bitched to my amazing sister/best friend about how horrible my day was and enjoyed spending time with my adorable niece and nephew who distracted me with a game of Super Mario on the Wii...Always a great stress reliever by the way...The combination of hanging out with kids and playing Wii is great therapy!

Anyway I ended up going back to the office, even though I REALLY didn't want to and finished out my day...

So what does all this have to do with shoes???? Well once the day was over and I was driving home, I kept going over it all again in my head. I was angry, annoyed, hurt pissed, annoyed again (because it was cold and rainy), and tired. Once I get home I notice a box in front of my door...Did I tell you all I found my Stuart Weitzmans that I'd been stalking FOREVER on SALE in MY SIZE??? Well I did and I ordered them and wasn't expecting them to get to my house before next week! So there on my front stoop was a box with a return label "Cincy Designer Shoes" They were early! I ran into the house, completely forgetting about my horrible day and ripped my shoes and socks off....and put them on...they must have been outside for hours b/c they were freezing! I hate my feet to be cold but this was a situation I was happy to deal with...freezing feet in my newest stalking success story!

They fit perfectly and were just as gorgeous as I remembered. I pranced in front of the mirror for a very long time admiring my beautiful shoes...although I did then notice that I desperately needed a pedicure. *Note to self, make an appointment pronto!

These particular shoes make me feel super sexy...I love the stretchy wrap on my ankles - I just think it is such a chic glam look! I was going to take a picture to post and show you all but my toes really look horrible and as gorgeous as these shoes are every designer shoe deserves a well groomed polished foot to grace its body of couture leather and straps...So I dance around my room, posing a million different foot model positions as if I was being photographed by my imaginary photographer (my reflexion in the mirror). My sweet dog cocking her head in confusion and excitement at the same time jumping at my legs thinking,

"Mommy Mommy are you really that happy to see me?! Oh I'm so happy you're home! I want to play and jump and fetch my raggedy chewed up toy...Wuppeee...you're so excited to see me!!!"

What my darling Jack Russel doesn't hear me say is "No sweet darling Coco as much as I adore you, today Mommy is super excited and happy b/c her designer shoes on sale, for over 60% off retail, came in the mail a few days early and I'm just admiring our loveliness in the mirror!"

It was incredible how quickly my mood switched from being so down to being so high. I've always told friends and loved ones that I'm super easy to please...A pair of designer shoes on my feet will always put a smile on my face! And these Stuart Weitzman's in their leather, stretchy fabric and suede sole did that for me on what was a horrible day turned fabulous!

Patience is a Virtue

Well fellow shoe lovers, I'm so happy to report that shoe stalking really works. But the major key is to have patience. Its not easy, especially when you know that there is such a strong bond between you and your new shoe love interest...but sometimes being patient pays off...

My newest shoe stalking experience occurred about a year ago. I am far from what one may deem as patient but I have my shoe buying rules that not only keep me grounded but also keep me from declaring bankruptcy! Anyway, I was once again strolling in Saks one afternoon, actually buying my Kiehls face cream (which is fantastic by the way and lasts forever-for all you ladies with dry skin it ROCKS!) Anyway, I was buying my cream, and the Kiehls station just so happens to be about 60 yards south of the shoe department...I noticed they had sale racks up and of course I had to walk by just to see what was on display.

My usually thing is to go to the 6.5/7 racks and see if anything catches my eye...I'll try on a few different pairs just b/c it makes me happy to put a designer shoe on my foot and see if I have the Cinderella experience...Sometimes i don't know if there is a true connection without that physical experience. So nothing really caught my eye which then brought me to look at the non-sale items...and there they were. A very simple, classy black heel, with the ever so fashionable ankle shrug that just sang to me...I was so excited that the display shoe was my size and quickly kicked off whatever I was wearing and put them on and immediately fell in love...

I walked up to the mirror and the salesman asked if I'd like to see the other shoe and I was like well I'm not really bu...oh what the hell sure! So I had both pairs on and rolled up my jeans so I could admire the full effect of the gems on my feet...I did my super model walk up and down the aisle in front of the mirror (OK so its not so much a super model strut b/c I would look like a complete idiot, its more like an Alyah, child like excitement dance/pose/lean from side to side/strut/I'm just seeing how comfortable they look walk)

Needless to say there were two other women in the store one in the Prada section which happened to be near the mirror and one that was still browsing the sale rack. Now people this is how I remember it: They stopped what they were doing and were drawn to me and my Stuart Weitzman genius creations. Both in unison were just awed at how lovely the shoes were and how great they looked on my feet. I, of course, already knew this but smiled at their flattery...then one lady asks the sales man if she can also try the shoes on in HER SIZE!!!! I looked at the sales man and said, you should give me a discount, I'm helping you sell these shoes :) He laughed - not knowing I was dead serious - and went to the back to get the lady her shoes...

Saddened by this discourse and the fact that these shoes were yet again beyond my budget, I reluctantly removed the jewels from my feet which felt like I was separating yin from yang (as Mr. Weitzman clearly had my feet in mind when he created this masterpiece) and put the shoes back on the rack. I vowed that I would stalk these heels until they went on sale! I promised them I'd be back for them b/c they now looked somber that we were not going to be together after all...Yes people, in my mind the shoe wants me just as bad as I want them! The salesman was surprised that I wasn't going to make the purchase after all and then I asked when the next sale would be...he smiled and said unlikely that those classic shoes would ever go on sale....I smiled and as I left whispered to myself "We'll see"....

About one year later, I tried to get these shoes out of my head but they remained a fond memory...Just recently I did a little search online to see where my lovers now were...And, there they were...just as beautiful as ever, but now even more beautiful and more attainable because they were actually on sale!!! AAAAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhh....victory is mine. I win....The shoes and I will soon be reunited after the longest stalking venture I have been on to date. We were destined to be together...I haven't gotten them yet, they should be arriving in about a week or so and I promise I will give you all an update as soon as I get those babies on my feet again! Fingers (and toes) crossed that all goes well in the delivery! To be continued...

Shoe Stalking

Hello, My name is Alyah, and I stalk shoes....

I've been a shoe stalker for years now. And I'm actually quite good at it. Here's how it works: Whenever I go into any department store I manage to find my way casually glancing in the shoe department. I have a keen sense of what I like and many times I will walk by and not take a second glance...However, there are times when there is that one pair that catches my eye from accross the room and I am compelled by a force stronger than any I've ever known to stop whatever I'm doing and walk -ahem- speed walk over to the beauty that beckons to me, "Alyah try me on" So I do. I do have rules however when it comes to shoe stalking: #1. I must absolutely love love love them. #2. I must be able to afford them b/c I don't believe in credit card debt, hence the "stalking" for when they go on sale #3. If they do go on sale but they don't happen to have my size then I must be resolved to the fact that me and my love interest were not destined to be together.

My first stalking experience happened in 2004. I was at Saks 5th Avenue shopping with my mom and sisters for something totally unrelated to shoes. As usual we casually walk by the shoe department and as we walk by I see the object of my eye and I'm compelled to stop in my tracks and walk over to the most beautiful shoes I had ever seen as if I was in a trance. Beautiful, black, patent leather, strappy 6 inch Manolo Blahnik heels that are To-Die-For. I felt so lucky that the shoe on display was my size and as I slipped my feet into the strappy delicately carved leather creation, I knew that we were meant to be together. The transformation from normal-Alyah to supermodel-Alyah began. So when the salesman came over to tell me how lovely they looked on my feet, I was thinking to myself, "Duh, of course they do! I'm a supermodel in these gems." But my excitement was shattered the moment I glanced at the price which was waaaaaaayyy beyond my budget. I reluctantly slipped them off and decided to make friends with the salesman to see when they were having their next sale. He was super nice and promised to call me when they had their big semi annual sale.

A few months pass and as time goes on I'm continuing to go to Saks just to make sure they're still there...I finally get the call I've been waiting for 4 months later...They're on sale AND....The shoes are in stock!!!! Immediately I go to Saks and find that they are out of my sizes (6.5 or 7) Just before the devastation sets in, the salesman (now my buddy) says the most wonderful thing a girl could hope to hear in this type of situation..."Let me see if we have them in stock at one of our other stores" Once again I'm overcome with hope and excitement...As he's searching the database I'm praying that there is a destiny for me and my beautiful Manolos...

A few minutes go by and my buddy turns to me and says "I guess you're meant to have them, we have them in one of our stores in Florida" I wanted to kiss him I couldn't believe it...Not only did they have my size, but the shoe was on sale for over 60% off the original price and I was going to get free shipping straight to my house!

Once the transaction was complete I had to wait 5-10 business days before I could slip my feet into what was then the most beautiful pair of shoes I had ever seen. The most beautiful pair and I was going to own them, the most beautiful pair and they were mine and I was going to be able to wear them all the time!!! I was on cloud nine.

The day they arrived, I'll never forget...I came home and there was the box outside my front door. I ran into the house, and ripped it open and wore the shoes around the house feeling like a princess...For a while I wasn't sure I wanted to wear them outside b/c the sole was perfect and suede and I didn't want them to get scuffed...I got over that pretty quickly!

That was my first stalking experience...My Manolos and I have been to many a wedding, many a night out on the town, and many dates and no matter how great or horrible the evening was, it always ended on the best note knowing I was going home in the most beautiful pair of shoes ever known to man... and they were mine!

Currently I'm stalking a new pair of shoes...check out my next entry to hear about the newest obsession...

My Eternal Love Affair...

The great thing about shoes is that no matter how much weight I gain or lose my foot size stays the same. I never have to worry about squeezing into an old pair of Manolo Blahniks if I skipped a work out with Jillian. I know that my Kate Spade's will always look as pretty even though I may be carrying a couple, ok 15 pounds, more than I did last year...It truly is a great feeling knowing that something in my wardrobe will forever be consistent in the fit.

But that's not the main reason why I happen to love shoes...I love shoes b/c it doesn't matter if I feel fat, or if I'm having a bad hair day or if I'm wearing a garbage bag as a dress...the minute I step into my patent leather Manolo Blahnik 6 inch heals with the suede sole and the shiny strap, I truly feel like a million bucks! Maybe not all women have that same rush or feeling but this blog is about my own personal love affair with shoes...

The problem is that this love affair of mine is not what some may call cheap or even affordable. Some men save up to buy a fancy sports car, some women save up to get that next shot of botox. I, my friends, save up for my next pair of Louboutins...Actually I'm currently saving up for a pair of Stuart Weitzmans but I'll get to that later.

I am an honest hard working American who like many have some unavoidable financial obligations (mortgage, utility bills, gas oh and the oh so essential- groceries) So my love affair with a new pair of shoes does not happen as often as I'd like. Its something I have to wait for. Much like many women may wait and day dream for their chance to meet George Clooney or Leo DiCaprio...I typically day dream about my next trip to Saks where I go directly to the shoe department slip into a sleek, shiny, designer heel, walk up and down the aisle in front of the mirror staring only down at my lovely feet looking oh so fabulous and feeling like the hottest model that ever walked the runways. Throw my flip flops into a Saks bag, walk up to the register drop my card without any worry that this purchase is costing me $625. And then proceed to walk out the store with the wind blowing in my hair and everyone stopping to turn and stare at my gorgeous new shoes. Ok, so I admit that I have this day dream frequently and sometimes I'm alone and sometimes DiCaprio happens to see me across the room runs over to make the acquaintance of this amazingly beautiful woman. Oh didn't I tell you that when I wear designer shoes its like wonder woman clicking her wrists together and she spins and transforms into a superhero...well for me when I wear designer shoes I magically spin and transform into a 5'8" skinny super model...

This blog, dear reader, is going to be dedicated to my journey to own my very first pair of Louboutins, buying my year long crush on these hot Stuart Weitzmans and confessing any new found desires that may happen along the way.

So sit back, strap on your favorite pair of heels and watch how I work my way into a fabulous new pair of To-Die-For designer shoes...I can't wait!